Path of Medicine With a System

Chapter 73

As soon as Meng Ke heard, he hurriedly prepared for the operation. Town health is just a few people. With a throat, everyone should do what they do.

Hu Zengxiang was a little regretful after he said it. If something goes wrong, he won't be disconnected. Here he is the superior doctor. It's too late to repent now, and a crowd of black people are blocking the entrance of the hospital. It is really difficult to repent, and it is probably difficult to go out.

"I wish it was successful." With a sigh, Hu Zengxiang went to talk to Zhuan Ke. Wang Zi-peng and Zhang Fan did not need to talk nonsense, he was ready to get on his arms. Wang Zipeng and Zhang Fan transferred two departments together, and they knew Zhang Fan very well and were more confident.

"Test the blood type first, open the venous channel, and correct the shock." Zhang Fan began to give an oral doctor's order. Doctors, including Hu Zengxiang, started to act. Rescuing a patient is the order of a main doctor, and other doctors assist. Setting the primary and secondary levels is equivalent to the start of the charge. Unless there is a major error, the assisting physician will not interfere with the thinking of the attending doctor.

"Type O, RH positive." Physician at the hospital, part-time inspector. He added: "Dr. Zhang, we have no blood."

Zhang Fan knew that the conditions in the hospital were not good. He had expected this. Fortunately, he and the patient's blood type were the same. He said, "I'm O type, come on, draw me, 400cc."

Many people in the pastoral area have never been to the hospital for a lifetime. How can they know their blood type? This is Zhang Fan's responsibility. Other doctors have no obligation to donate blood for free.

"I am old, 400CC may not be able to bear it. Pump me 200cc. I have the same blood type as the patient." At this moment, I no longer wanted to take responsibility, and already started. As a medical group, then go for it. Said the nurse.

"Prepare at least 1000cc, and quickly test the blood among the masses." Lao Hu said to Meng Ke.

"We are a simple blood test type, and other blood tests can't be done!" Meng Ke said entangled.

"Pump me, my blood type is the same, 400cc. And I just had a physical examination, no problem," said another referral doctor who came. "Although I don't support this kind of operation here, but since you have decided, I can only obey." He turned to surgery and knew the risks of the operation, but even basic tests could not be done here. Live horse doctor.

After Zhang Fan strengthened the system, 400cc of blood did not cause any problems to him, but the other one, a doctor like a thin chicken, would not work, and he was dizzy! Somewhat disgusting! No time to care about him, just rest for a while. Take care of yourself, who makes him a doctor.

The operation started, and Wang Zipeng helped. The weather in the early spring was freezing to wear less, but he was sweating heavily and nervous. Previously, they were second or third aid.

Many times this time, Zhang Fan couldn't meet Zhang Fan's requirements. Open the posterior sheath of rectus abdominis, the wall peritoneum, enter the abdominal cavity, wash your hands and explore, "the stomach is perforated, still bleeding, preparing ice salt water." Zhang Fan told Meng Ke.

"The refrigerator is broken! There is no time to repair it." Meng Ke blushed.

"Eh! Then rinse with salt water." Zhang Fan glanced at Meng Ke, not knowing what to say.

Intermittent suture. After stitching, pull the omentum to cover the wound. After cleaning again, after confirming that no obvious bleeding was seen, count the gauze and close the abdomen.

In the operating room, Lao Hu was nervous and dying, even more nervous than himself. After a while, I didn't stop Zhang Fan, and I looked forward to the surgery successfully. Another doctor, Dr. Li, donated blood while lying on the bed for infusion. His body was a bit poor, and the nurses here were inexperienced and the blood was drawn a little faster.

There are more and more blind people outside the door. An ethnic group here is the same ancestor as a Han Chinese village with the same surname. Lao Hu watched as the herdsmen outside the door gathered more and more, he did not understand Mongolian words, and his hands began to shake a bit. "If we don't come to the stage today, we all have to talk about this one by one person. Hey!" The more he thought about it, the colder his hands became. If it weren't for the chair, maybe it would sit on the ground.

Speaking of surgery is just a matter of words, but it is really not easy to do. Wang Zi-peng has not performed stomach surgery. In some places, Zhang Fan needs to teach. Arrangement of hands.

That is, today the disease is good, and I met three doctors with the same blood type. Otherwise, even the ischemic shock cannot be corrected, the suture is good, and the abdomen is closed. Zhang Fan was not in a hurry. He stretched his head and looked at the stable patient number, and then said to Meng Ke, "Lao Meng, you have bad feng shui in this place. I can encounter things every time I come."

"Waffle, good. Here! Genghis Khan has been here, good place! Will you come back this summer?"

"Why, do you want to shear your wool again?" Zhang Fan asked jokingly.

"Hehe." The operation was almost complete and Meng Ke was relaxed.

"Okay, done. Lao Meng, you have to worry about these days, the operation is very successful, don't have problems in postoperative care, the stomach tube must be careful, don't let him secretly unplug it."

"He dared to knock him out of his hands. You will have a rest, and you will have an operation immediately after the blood is drawn. Thank you so much."

Meng Ke and the nurse pushed the patient out of the operating room. When Lao Hu looked at Meng Ke with a smile on his face, he couldn't stand anymore. A group of big men surrounded the operation door and couldn't communicate with each other.

"The doctors in the city rescued Mu Tu. His blood is from the doctors in the city. They are our best friends. Let us thank our friends with the warmest banquet.

"Good!" Although they were loud, they used Mongolian. Hu didn't understand, but fortunately everyone looked very happy. "Seeing Zhang Fan and Wang Zipeng out of the operating room, Lao Hu said," Hurry me up, my legs can't stand up softly. " What about the operation, nothing will happen. "

"No problem, Dr. Zhang did a good job, no bleeding at all." Wang Zi-peng said excitedly. This was his first major operation as a help.

"That's fine. Hey! Really old!" Lao Hu said with emotion.

I thought it was a bug, but it almost scared me to death. Fortunately, the results were pretty good.

In the evening, the whole tribe moved. The grassland is wide and wide, which has created a hearty character for herders. Singing a toast, white Hada hung on the necks of the doctors one by one.

Whole sheep, the first piece of meat, the oldest herdsman cut it with a small knife and gave it to Lao Hu: "Dear relatives from afar, please try the lamb on the grassland."

Herders entertain doctors as much as possible. Because this is their friend, a doctor friend from afar.

Drunk Lao Hu and Meng Ke hug and dance together, Prince Peng Hey! Hey! Smirk. No sense of strangeness, no language, no problem, drink a bowl! Happy night! Zhang Fan was dismissed early.

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(End of this chapter)